We made it to the next gate back onto the farm without incident.Riding through the gouge I saw yet another tree across the fence. This one fell over from the neighbor’s side. At least it didn’t mash the fence down.
As we were riding through the cows the flies started getting bad. That is a hatful deerfly on his right ear. If I can reach it before he shakes his head I can usually kill them. And so far Hugo has not objected to me swatting him to get them off. He was a little more forward heading toward the barn than I liked. So once we got back I worked him a little harder so he won’t get the idea that getting to the barn means he is done. He also has started to act like he is enjoying being hosed off afterwards and not flinching at the water hitting him. Progress is being made.